There is always a certain peace in being what one is, in being that completely.
Nobody is bound by any obligation unless it has first been freely accepted.
'Mad' is a term we use to describe a man who is obsessed with one idea and nothing else.
Is not man himself the most unsettled of all the creatures of the earth? What is this trembling sensation that is intensified with each ascending step in the natural order?
Memories are like stones, time and distance erode them like acid.
At any given moment, I open my eyes and exist. And before that, during all eternity, what was there? Nothing.